We made alcohol in our chemistry class Junior year. Our group ended up double distilling the recipe provided by the chemistry teacher. We got half of the amount that everyone else got but it was twice the proof. Our teacher ended up shooting ours before we got a taste. He was a bit eccentric. He smoked pot after school, too.

In all seriousness... my HS Chemistry teacher decided about 5 weeks into his class to call me a 'bum' to my face when I turned in my 2nd test and got a 91 (a 'low A' on that scale). He did so in front of the class. I was a longhair at the time and he was an assistant coach. So I sassed him back a little and asked how many bums he knew who pulled an 'A' working with just the in-class material and no studying.

He of course pointed out that's what he meant. He thought I could really grasp the material and do something with it if I'd even bother trying.

That little motivational speech backfired. It made me really consider if I would ever remotely want to do something in the field. The answer was 'no'. So I actually slid down to a 'B' the rest of the year because I COMPLETELY disengaged. Even during class, many times.

In all seriousness... my HS Chemistry teacher decided about 5 weeks into his class to call me a 'bum' to my face when I turned in my 2nd test and got a 91 (a 'low A' on that scale). He did so in front of the class. I was a longhair at the time and he was an assistant coach. So I sassed him back a little and asked how many bums he knew who pulled an 'A' working with just the in-class material and no studying.

He of course pointed out that's what he meant. He thought I could really grasp the material and do something with it if I'd even bother trying.

That little motivational speech backfired. It made me really consider if I would ever remotely want to do something in the field. The answer was 'no'. So I actually slid down to a 'B' the rest of the year because I COMPLETELY disengaged. Even during class, many times.

There is nothing more hardcore that screwing yourself in the ass in order to spite somebody who will forget you exist in a year.

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This board makes transferrence an art form.

I didn't do anything to spite him or really give 2 craps about him. I said right in the post: It backfired because he prompted me to make a PERSONAL ASSESSMENT of what I personally would ever want to do with this knowledge. I decided the answer was, "nothing." Not caring, I therefore put my efforts elsewhere.

If he'd not prodded me to think about the uselessness of the info he was imparting in relation to my life, I'd have never given it that much thought. I would have kept working at my previous 'A' level.

its like that union guy recently that protested by cutting off his finger or something. THERE TAKE THAT! THAT WILL SHOW YOU BASTAGES NOT TO MESS WITH ME! PAY ME WHAT YOU OWE ME OR ILL CHOP OFF MORE OF MY BODY PARTS!

trans·fer·ence: Psychoanalysis. a. the shift of emotions, esp. those experienced in childhood, from one person or object to another

pro·jec·tion: Psychology. a. the tendency to ascribe to another person feelings, thoughts, motivations or attitudes present in oneself, or to regard external reality as embodying such feelings, thoughts, etc., in some way.

trans·fer·ence: Psychoanalysis. a. the shift of emotions, esp. those experienced in childhood, from one person or object to another

pro·jec·tion: Psychology. a. the tendency to ascribe to another person feelings, thoughts, motivations or attitudes present in oneself, or to regard external reality as embodying such feelings, thoughts, etc., in some way.

Your reading assignments for the day. Enjoy.

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I would give you a reading assignment, but I doubt you could decipher it without the help of a dictionary and thesaurus.

In all seriousness... my HS Chemistry teacher decided about 5 weeks into his class to call me a 'bum' to my face when I turned in my 2nd test and got a 91 (a 'low A' on that scale). He did so in front of the class. I was a longhair at the time and he was an assistant coach. So I sassed him back a little and asked how many bums he knew who pulled an 'A' working with just the in-class material and no studying.

He of course pointed out that's what he meant. He thought I could really grasp the material and do something with it if I'd even bother trying.

That little motivational speech backfired. It made me really consider if I would ever remotely want to do something in the field. The answer was 'no'. So I actually slid down to a 'B' the rest of the year because I COMPLETELY disengaged. Even during class, many times.

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It's not really a surprise, some of the world's biggest asshats make their way into the teaching ranks. Just look at this board for examples.

Whenever a teacher tried to give me crap in class, I always got better grades to piss him off, not worse. Getting worse grades tends to show the teacher he was right. Getting worse grades to prove a point is just plain tardy, dude.

In all seriousness... my HS Chemistry teacher decided about 5 weeks into his class to call me a 'bum' to my face when I turned in my 2nd test and got a 91 (a 'low A' on that scale). He did so in front of the class. I was a longhair at the time and he was an assistant coach. So I sassed him back a little and asked how many bums he knew who pulled an 'A' working with just the in-class material and no studying.

He of course pointed out that's what he meant. He thought I could really grasp the material and do something with it if I'd even bother trying.

That little motivational speech backfired. It made me really consider if I would ever remotely want to do something in the field. The answer was 'no'. So I actually slid down to a 'B' the rest of the year because I COMPLETELY disengaged. Even during class, many times.

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You're so cool.

Back on subject, I had the most awesome chemistry teacher of all time, he kept a preserved cow penis in his class that he would take out and smack sleeping students with.